Don't provoke the wealthy daughter of rebirth

Jiaxue took several deep breaths before she calmed down the complicated emotions she couldn't describe at all, stood up straight, and walked downstairs slowly.

The banquet is about to begin, Shui Yuanyuan is wearing a white suit, standing on the round platform in the center of the banquet hall waiting for his daughter to arrive, like a jade tree facing the wind.

Jiaxue smiled and walked towards her father step by step. Under the baptism of everyone's amazed eyes, she slowly reached out and took her father's arm.

Shui stood remotely on the circular hall and introduced Jiaxue to the audience into the microphone.

There was thunderous cheers for a while, and everyone rushed to congratulate Shui Yuanyuan for fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

Mo Ran didn't find Wen Lian, and just walked down the stairs when he heard such shocking news, he couldn't help but stop and looked at Jiaxue on the stage from a distance.

With such a long distance and so many people, he felt that she was so radiant, dazzling like a jewel.

I was in a trance, but I heard Jiayi's voice in front of me: "Mom! We were all deceived by her!"

Hearing the reputation, it was Aunt Wen and Jiayi who he hadn't found. The two were also far away from the crowd, only three or four meters away from him. It was only because he was behind them that he was not noticed.

Wenlian stopped and said, "Jiayi!"

Jiayi stomped her feet: "Isn't it?! Her body is obviously a special custom made by Dior's new style. It's a shame that we went to see if she has a dress!"

Wen Lian also couldn't help commenting: "That's why you don't want to offend her—what kind of money does she have? Didn't your father order it for her? She didn't say anything just now, which shows that this girl is very scheming." Shen, if you want to confront her head-on, you are really brainless."

Jiayi snorted, and there was a hint of grievance in her voice: "Why! Mom! A child born in the third grade is also showing off his power here. Why did you agree to pick her up? Why put up with her!?"

Wenlian's voice became serious: "Jiayi! Don't be ignorant!"

Jiayi really didn't speak.

She obviously also understood that what she said was all angry words. In a wealthy family, the proportion of children born out of wedlock is really not small. Even if they don't live with their parents, they will get a lot of inheritance.

This has become a social phenomenon that everyone is familiar with, and it cannot be reversed by one person.

Wen Lian said softly: "Don't say she is one year older than you, that woman appeared before your mother, even if your father brings back one younger than you, what can mother do?" Getting lower and lower, full of helplessness, seems to be sad.

Jiayi hugged her mother immediately: "Mom—don't be sad."

Wen Lian smiled: "I won't be sad, men are unreliable. Mom still has you."

Jiayi complained distressedly: "How could Dad do this!"

"It doesn't matter how dad is, what matters is what you do—" Wen Lian took the opportunity to teach her daughter earnestly: "When a woman reaches middle age, she will have no status in the eyes of men at all, so there will be mothers and children. Gui’s way of saying it. If you live up to your expectations, your father will love you, and your mother will be able to rely on you for the rest of your life. If you don’t like your father—just imagine, if everything in the family is given to her, what will our mother and daughter do?”

Jiayi was stunned for a moment, and said firmly: "I will never let this happen, Mom, don't worry, I will make Dad like me!"

"If you want to please your father, you must follow his heart—what he wants to see is brotherhood, not sisterhood. You don't need me to teach you how to speak and act. Bar?"

Jiayi turned her head, obviously looking at Jiaxue on the round platform.

She said slowly: "Mom—don't worry, I won't let her take away anything that belongs to me! Just come here and play tricks on us, I won't let her have a good time!"

Wen Lian smiled: "Then let's start now, don't you think you should go on stage to express your attitude towards your sister?"

Jiayi nodded.

The mother and daughter walked towards the round platform, Wen Lian did not forget to look back.

However, Mo Ran was already prepared: he had already retreated to the steps of the stairs, and now he hurried down and greeted with a smile, "Aunt Wen!"

There was an expression on Wen Lian's face, so fast that Mo Ran didn't see it clearly, she had already smiled and stretched out her hand: "Xiaohan, come here!"

Jiayi also greeted sweetly: "Brother Han!"

If he hadn't heard the conversation between their mother and daughter just now, he really wouldn't have doubted that sister Jiayi was innocent, sweet and lovely at the moment. From head to toe, she looked like a cute loli who didn't know much about the world.

I couldn't help sneering in my heart: a wealthy family is really not a place where innocence flourishes, everyone wears a mask that suits them as a disguise.

Thinking of this, there was not the slightest fluctuation on his face, he just said happily: "I met Uncle Shui just now, and he asked me to go upstairs to the rest area and ask you to meet him." Speaking of scratching his hair here, it seemed Very stiff and apologetic: "I went up and turned around but didn't see you, come down now, the banquet has already begun."

Wen Lian smiled lightly, with a warm face: "It's nothing, come on, let's just go there now."

Mo Ran walked forward with them, and said to Jiayi tentatively, "I just heard that Uncle Shui announced in the microphone that he found his daughter. She is your sister, she is so beautiful!"

There was no inappropriate expression on Jiayi's face, she turned her head with twinkling eyes, and asked playfully, "What about me?"

Mo Ran laughed: "You are a pair of dazzling sisters!"

Jiayi laughed "ha" and said: "Of course! You don't even look at our genes, we are both father's daughters!" At this point, she added: "Even if my sister is in Baozi Those who grew up with buns in the shop can hardly hide their aristocratic temperament, don’t you think?”

If he hadn't heard their previous conversation, he wouldn't have thought about it.

Now, he couldn't understand more clearly that what Jiayi wanted to express was not the aristocratic temperament she emphasized.

He frowned slightly as she wished: "The bun shop makes buns?"

Jiayi became excited: "You must not guess it, Brother Han!"

Mo Ran squinted at Shui Jiaxue, and said with a pun, "Yes, there are many things in this world that people can't guess."

Like, the sweet, harmless faces they showed him, welcoming the new addition to the family.

Wen Lian actually didn't stop Jiayi, and even said positively and secretly: "Yeah, before I went to pick her up, I had never been to such a dirty and messy place. They, unexpectedly can raise our Jiaxue so well."

Mo Ran only saw the noble and dazzling Shui Jiaxue in front of her, and didn't care where she grew up.

However, Jiayi did not miss the opportunity to discredit her sister, and turned her head to ask Wen Lian innocently: "Dirty and messy? Why did my sister grow up in such a place? No wonder I always think my sister is so mature."